Chance’s POV
“Jesus Cash, what the hell have you been eating?” I jokingly asked him through our mind link, wishing to hear him come back at me with one of his smartass comebacks.
But unfortunately, the other end of the conversation remained silent, while I struggled to pull his wolf’s body out of the river. Between his dead weight, and the fast current, I was having one hell of a time, trying to keep his wolf’s head above water, while I pulled his body to the side of the river.
My heart was sinking with each second of his silence, thinking the worst, but Cash was a fighter, and there was no way in hell he would go down like this. At least that was what I was telling myself, because right now, I couldn’t accept even the thought of losing him, as he had been my shadow my entire life.
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